While the summoners flocked to the spot the newly accepted champion was standing at, Heinrich observed, curious about the nature of the disturbance.
"Looks like something's up...seems like they couldn't keep their patriotism and egos under control. I expected this to last at least another half-hour...but a man must play the hand he's given. Let's see..."
Taking advantage of his disguise, the forcibly retired acrobat made his way near the gatherings of summoners, playing small tricks to distract the other guests and close the distance unobtrusively. As he passed by each group, he flicked his wrist, slightly: to an untrained eye, a simple measure to readjust the position of his hands, to better fool the eyes of the guests...but in truth, with each small movement, a small grey thing fell to the ground, each of them not unlike tiny rocks. Once done, Heinrich discreetly retreated, moving to a solitary garden. There, he took out a small resonance crystal, each facet shining with bright light.
"No need to try for a dirty and obvious spying attempt. Ah, heavens bless HexTech Listening Stones. What would a scoundrel's life be without them?" He thought, satisfied. Then, he touched a facet of the listening stone and begun to eavesdrop on the conversations from as safe distance.